Chapter 79: Something wrong

Duan Zidai and O Feifei turned back, but it seemed that they were following someone else.

"I've beaten the young and don't worry about the old. Parents can come to you." Li Zhuoyu took a look and found Duan Mingli, the boss of Dahua Company who came in with Duan Zidai and Ou Mingde, and the boss of Hong Kong Hengda Group, Ou Mingde, so he immediately said to Fan Wubing.

"Hmph——" Fan Wubing looked at the four old and young people passing by coldly, snorted, then slapped the two chairs aside with his hand, and the chairs immediately fell apart. Then he rubbed the nameplates of Dahua Company and Hengda Group placed on the table with his hands and turned them into powder.

Li Zhuoyu looked a little stunned and asked stammered, "Is this kung fu?"

"It's just brute force." Fan Wubing replied, and saw that Li Zhuoyu was a little confused, he explained, "It's better to be too lazy to sit with them, so it's better to destroy these things."

So when Duan Zidai and the others came over, they were shocked to find that they had no place to stay.

Looking at the wooden shelves scattered all over the floor, Duan Zidai asked angrily, "This, what's going on?! You guys are too bullying, aren't you?"

Duan Mingli glanced at the ground, then looked at the nameplate that had been rubbed into powder, and his face was covered with coldness.

He is considered a local tyrant in Shanghai. Since the Duan family's assets recovered, local officials have to be polite to him. After all, he is also a member of the political and political party. Now he has been bullied by his son, and he is still ruined by the face of Ou Mingde, the boss of Hengda Group.

If he hadn't suffered for several years and suffered for several years, he would have rushed up to confront Fan Wubing and others.

It is urgent to understand the identity of the person in front of you.

You should know that this time, Ou Mingde from Hengda Group came to Shanghai in person, so he had to have very important business negotiations, which were related to the two companies' plans to take off and was not careless. But now Duan Mingli was bullied on his own territory. Do you think he can feel comfortable?

Duan Mingli has been able to endure it until now and has not expressed any opinion. She is already very well-educated. If she changes to a person with a slightly irritable temper, that wouldn't be like this.

But his ability to tolerate does not mean that his son can tolerate it. Duan Zidai rushed forward and pointed at Fan Wubing's nose and asked, "Why did you remove our chair?! Waiter, waiter!"

The staff had noticed that something seemed wrong here. He heard the shouts and hurried over, "Several gentlemen, what happened?"

Duan Zidai pointed to the people at the table and the wreckage of chairs scattered on the ground, and asked with a twisted face, "We just left for a few minutes, why did this look here?"

The staff was still the girl who had paper and pen for Fan Wubing just now. She was also quite shocked when she saw the fragments of the chair on the ground. She did not expect that such a thing would happen in public.

But the guests in the audience didn't seem to notice anything here! Could it be that the chair is so unsolid? She looked at the chairs on the ground carefully, and it was yes, they were all solid wood! They were all iron wood chairs transported from the Northeast. The hardness of this thing was not comparable to ordinary wood!

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, why is this happening?" The girl had never encountered such a strange situation before, and was suddenly at a loss. Thinking that such an outrageous thing would happen, the supervisor would definitely blame him severely.

Xia Xue pulled Fan Wubing's neck of clothes and signaled what to do? She couldn't stand the innocent girl being regarded as a scapegoat.

Of course, Fan Wubing is not such a shameless person. He let a little girl take the blame, so he calmly put a piece of snack on it. After eating two bites, he slowly said, "The wood is worm-eaten."

"Where did the insect go?!" Duan Zidai was so angry that she tilted her nose when Fan Wubing looked, pointing to a pile of scattered wooden pieces and asked.

"Word?" Fan Wubing was stunned for a moment, looked at the angry joke Dai and said with a smile, "I've eaten the chicken!"

"Where is the chicken?! Where is the chicken?!" Duan Zidai was furious and must seize Fan Wubing's handle and make him admit that he was the one who made trouble, so he asked without any hesitation.

"You are stupid!" Fan Wubing looked at Duan Zidai with an idiot's look, and said with pity, "Why are you still staying here after the chicken eats the bug? Waiting for you to eat it?!"

"You, you--" Duan Zidai was so choked by Fan Wubing that he couldn't speak.

"Okay!" Duan Mingli, behind her, was so angry that she saw her son being taken by Fan Wubing like a fool. She couldn't help but stop him. She glared at Fan Wubing fiercely and said, "Let's change the table."

So the four of them walked to the side in disappointment, and another staff member brought a new table to make arrangements for them.

People around them all saw the situation of the four of them being defeated, but most of them rushed over from all over the place. Not many people knew Duan Mingli and others, nor did they realize that there were several local snakes in Shanghai who were being deceived.

"Dad, why do you let that kid be rampant? Instead, we have to change places?" Duan Zidai asked with some dissatisfaction after sitting down.

Duan Mingli snorted, "How many times have I told you that you should be low-key and calm! If you have nothing to do, just cause trouble for me. How old are you! You are not going to make fun of Uncle Ou! You also said that our Duan family has no tutors!"

Hearing Duan Mingli say this, Ou Mingde, who was cunning and watching the fun, was embarrassed to stop talking. He laughed and said, "Brother Ou is joking. Everyone can see what happened today. I don't know where the younger generation is messing around. I am so arrogant and unwilling to be aware of them. I can't talk about any tutors or tutors. But my granddaughter is much more ashamed than a man."

Duan Mingli straightened his chest and said to Ou Mingde, "Brother Ou is too humble. Who doesn't know that the style of the Ou family in Hong Kong is rigorous."

When Duan Zidai heard the two old foxes pretending to behave here, he couldn't help but curl his lips secretly, glanced at Ofeifei, who was sitting upright, and said in his heart, "It's just that the family style is rigorous. I don't know what those who are not rigorous should look like. But then again, although Ofeifei is not the original product, his kung fu is very good. He can't beat her without taking some medicine. This kind of famous slut is also rare."

It is not obvious that they make trouble here, after all, they still have to respect their own identities.

It has been going on the stage for a while. Several hosts from Shanghai TV, plus the guest appearances from Hong Kong and Taiwan, made the atmosphere quite lively.

Because considering that many bosses have extremely precious time and cannot afford to delay, the singing and dancing activities are arranged at the end. In the first place, the leaders of the organizers were invited to speak, review their previous achievements, and look forward to a bright future. Next, we will enter the announcement of the amount of fundraising.

Because of the limited time, donating less than one million yuan was automatically ignored. When Mr. Wuzhi Xiaoji personally funded the Hope Project with one million yuan, everyone stretched their necks to see which one was Mr. Wuzhi Xiaoji.

Wu Zhi stood up and bowed to the world very seriously. He followed the customs and did not play the same thing, because Fan Wubing told him that only slaves and other people in the mainland would bow like them, or do so a few times when worshiping the dead.

"It seems to be a Japanese!" Duan Mingli looked at Wu Zhixiaoji sitting next to Fan Wubing, and frowned.

This man donated one million yuan at once, so his value would not be too low. After looking at Fan Wubing around him and Wu Zhi's respectful attitude towards Fan Wubing, Duan Mingli was a little hesitant. It seemed that this kid was not an ordinary person either!

When the last donor's name was announced, the host kept a secret and announced loudly, "The philanthropist who has the highest amount of personal donations tonight is a local philanthropist in Shanghai and an enthusiastic participant in the last two donation activities. He sat in the front row of us and asked us to invite--"

He was about to say that Mr. Duan Mingli was invited to the stage, but he found that Duan Mingli and the others were sitting there suddenly disappeared Duan Mingli's figure, but four people he didn't know, so he stopped.

But after such interruption, things changed, and the director immediately sent a new command in his headphones.

The host was stunned immediately after hearing this, and then he said excitedly, "I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, the situation has changed a little. We just got something wrong, and we announced a wrong number just now. Now we announce that the person who donated the most in this charity party is Mr. Wu Zhi Xiaoji!"

Uh?! Everyone was stunned. Didn’t he say he donated one million? Several people had more than one million, and two had donated three million yuan. Why did Wuzhi Xiaoji become the one who donated the most?!

The host solemnly corrected, "Since the statistics were not explained clearly, we made a mistake. Wuzhi Xiaoji did donate one million yuan, but not RMB, but one million US dollars! So, he became the person who donated the most in this evening party!"

Wow—Everyone suddenly became a little excited. No one has donated so much money in the past three years!

Duan Mingli was also stunned. He had donated 3.5 million yuan, but he thought he had ranked first this time. Who knew that someone had donated a million US dollars?! Where did this Wuzhi small machine come from! This clearly shows the high attitude of the dragon crossing the river! It does not give face to the local bosses in Shanghai at all!

Fan Wubing was also stunned for a moment. He turned his head and asked Wu Zhi Xiaoji, "Why are you donating US dollars?"

Wu Zhi Xiaoji also asked for some reason, "Didn't you tell me that it is popular to settle in US dollars now?"

Well, Fan Wubing curled his lips and thought to himself that you are really a sucker!
Chapter completed!